Tweek's POV;
i just left craig not even 5 minutes ago and i miss him so incredibly much.
at least i have his hoodie, it smells like him.
i keep walking back to my house, alone in my thoughts until i hear someone shout my name.
"hey tweek!" i hear someone yell.
oh shit oh shit am i about to get murdered?
"w-who's there!?" i shouted back.
"chill man, its me clyde!" they yell back.
clyde? what's he doing out this late?
he runs up next to me, "hey, how's it going tweek?" he casually asks me. "o-oh uh, nothing. just- just w-walking home." he nods. "so uh, you and craig. kinda like, together?" i guess he saw the hoodie. "y-yeah" i smiled.
he sighed, "hm.. that's a shame.."
"w-what? what do you mean clyde?" i asked, a little pissed. since when did clyde act like this?
"oh well. craig has a... history." he replied, "can we go sit in that field? i just.. need to sit and just chill out..". he pointed to an empty field, filled with grass. i nodded, "y-yeah. sure." we walked over to the field in silence.
we sat down in the middle of the field, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and got one out and got out his lighter. huh, never knew he smoked.
he lit his cigarette and blew out smoke and looked at me, "you need one?" i shook my head, "o-oh no thanks. i- i've actually never smoked." he looked at me with a smile and disbelief, "really? i thought you did." he slowly put the cigarette closer to me, "well.. wanna try?" he asked.
well i mean, why not? i took the cigarette. inhaled and then blew out the smoke. i felt, calm. "wow dude. didn't even cough or anything." clyde chuckled, he let me keep that cigarette and got out a new one for himself.
after just sitting there and smoking, i spoke up. "so.. what's this about it being a shame about craig and i dating?" i asked. "oh, yeah yeah. well, like i said, craig has a history for faking feelings for his lovers." he said as he laid down on his back.
"he tells me everything. almost everytime in his relationships, either when the relationship first begins or at the very end of it, he says he doesn't really have feelings for them. he's told me he just like can't feel *real* love or something. it's all fake, apparently."
i was in absolutely disbelief, "n-no.. craig wouldn't.." i couldnt get words out of my mouth. "mhm. that's what all his ex's said." he chuckled slightly, "no, craig would never do that! he said i was different!" he mimicked in a high pitch voice.
i sighed, "w-well shit." i put my face in my hands, "how c-could i be so dumb. o-once a stupid bully, always a s-stupid bully!"
i felt a hand bring my head up, "hey man. i know it's rough figuring this kinda stuff out but dont beat yourself up." clyde said. i looked up at him and smiled.
our faces were just a few inches apart.
we both slowly leaned in.
omgwhatamidoingihaveaboyfriendbuthe'sgonnaleavemesoonbuticantdothiswhatswrongwithmeohmygodwhatwhatejejwjwkke
we kissed.
clyde donovan and i, tweek tweak,
kissed.
we broke apart, holy shit what have i done?
my eyes widened and my hands covered my mouth. i was shaking so much. "tweek.. are you.. okay?" clyde asked me, concerned. "hhhhHhH-HOLY SHIT! wWHAT HAVE I DONE!?" i yelled, i started tearing up.
"hey, tweek, calm down. it's not that big of a deal–"
"g-GET THE FUCK AWAY F-FROM ME!" i pushed him away. i buried my face in my hands and sobbed.
i've really fucked up this time.
i finally rose my head up, "w-why am i even crying?" i whispered to myself, i turned around to see clyde just sitting there looking worried, "y-you're right clyde. i-it's not that big of a deal! s-since i know t-the truth now, i'm breaking u-up with him tomorrow!" i said, proudly.
clyde's eyes widened and he had a small smirk, "mhm. sounds good, tweeky."
i don't know what's gotten into me but i feel so
strong. and confident. kinda cocky.
hopefully im not too full of myself
A/N; HhhHhHhnNfFfF HAHAHA IM SORRY I LOVE PLOT TWIST DONT HATE ME YET,,,,,, I KINDA HAVE PLANS FOR THIS WHOLE THING NOW OKI BYEEE